As you may have already guessed, I am also basing this story off the tumblr post. I saw the one already posted on here, as I suspected one might be, but I saw the story playing out a little differently in my opinion. This story is mainly in Boo's POV, but I might switch every now and then to change it up a bit.
The idea is from that tumblr post, onemuseleft I believe the user's name was, and most characters belong to Pixar and Disney.
Chapter 1
The air was so clean and crisp that morning. I could have stood on the hill forever, watching the sun rise over Mountainview University. People were scattered across the grounds, carrying bundles of dorm supplies.
I glanced over at my large, polka-dotted suitcase and the bright green duffel. I needed to start moving into my dorm. I just had one problem.
I had a roommate.
She was bringing her small dog. I was bringing my past.
Years and years of medication hadn't erased him from my memory. It hadn't erased that place in my closet or the fact that he kept showing up randomly until we moved away years before. My parents told me it was a bad idea to come back to Mountainview, the town where it all happened, but the programs here were what I needed and the scholarships they gave me were excellent.
My hands tightened around the handles of my bags. I took a deep breath and headed towards the dorms. I thought I might as well get it over with and meet this Lilo.
I was able to locate my dorm room after asking for directions several times. It was a small university, but I still had problems navigating it. I stood in front of room A-13, key in one hand.
What if Lilo was already in there? What would I do about her dog? I had never had a dog. I pushed away my fears and unlocked the door. I pushed it open only to be attacked by vibrant colors and music.
Flower patterns were everywhere, no doubt from Lilo's home in Hawaii. Blankets were draped over her bed, the desk chair, the walls, and even the floor. My side remained bare, the desk and bed looking extremely plain compared to the room's other half. A record player, gosh how old was that, sat on Lilo's desk, spewing Elvis Presley. Little figurines sat on the shelves above the desk, ranging from a ragged doll to a lei to what looked like to be a miniature ray gun. My roommate and her dog were nowhere to be found.
I started on my side of the room, throwing a purple comforter on my bed and laying out a green rug on the hardwood floor. I was lining my books on the shelves on top of my desk when the door flung open.
"I'm telling you, Pleakley, you have nothing to worry about," She was saying into her phone. It was a very strange dog that walked by her side. I could have sworn that he was walking on his hind legs when they walked in, but all four feet were on the ground. I did a double take. At least, I thought there were four. Or maybe that was just his tail I saw. His fur was blue, which was unusual. I had never seen a dog with that color of fur. His eyes were huge and staring right at me. I stared back for a few moments. Intelligence and curiosity flashed back at me.
He was so freaking cool.
I immediately fell in love with that dog. I pushed away the gnawing feeling in my gut, the one saying that he belonged in the other world. How could a dog this adorable be from there?
I stood and offered my hand to the girl.
"You must be Mary," The girl said as she shook my hand. While we may have been on a mountain in Colorado, it was still the summer season and somewhere between 60 and 70 degrees out. This girl was wearing a sweatshirt and some sweatpants. Her long, dark hair tumbled down her back and she had glittering dark eyes along with a really nice tan. The sandals on her feet contrasted with the rest of the outfit.
"Call me Boo." It was automatic. I had momentarily forgotten that I had this fresh start and I was supposed to start out without a name I had acquired from my past. It was just second nature for people to call me Boo.
"You already know I'm Lilo," My roommate said, interrupting my thoughts. "This is Stitch." She pointed to the dog, which was obediently sitting at her feet and watching the two of us interact.
"He's so cute," I said, bending down to pet him. Lilo tenses when I did so, but immediately relaxed when Stitch rolled over to let me pet his stomach. "He's soft, too!" I laughed. "He seems like an excellent cuddle buddy."
"You know, Boo?" Lilo helped me up, a bright smile on her face. "I think we're going to be great friends."